Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Chapter 935

It was Jayden's birthday tonight, and Brandon had only planned to drop off a gift and leave.

However, as soon as he had entered the private room, Jayden had pulled Michelle along to apologize to him.

After much persuasion, Brandon had reluctantly agreed to stay for the celebration. The group had drunk quite a bit, and someone had suggested they play a game.

After losing a round, Brandon had chosen "Dare". The group had urged him to kiss Michelle through a tissue. He had been about to refuse when Valarie stormed in, her face dark with displeasure.

Valarie's gaze was cold and filled with disappointment. "Brandon, I told you before that I wouldn't interfere with your friendships, but clearly, you've completely betrayed my trust."

If Brandon truly cared about her, he wouldn't keep hanging around Michelle with such unclear boundaries. His so-called friends wouldn't dare make such bold jokes at her expense.

"Valarie, it's just a game. I've already explained it to you. Do you really need to blow this out of proportion?" Brandon retorted.

Valarie let out a soft laugh, her tone dripping with irony. "You're right, it's not a big deal. I'm the one overthinking things. Go back and enjoy your game."

Without waiting for a response, she turned and walked swiftly toward the door.

Brandon instinctively wanted to follow, but Tom stepped in his way.

"Mr. Sumner, maybe it's best to let her cool off for now," he said.

my way!" Brandon's expression turned

eyebrow. "And if I

...

had just stepped out of

Valarie paused for a moment, then replied with a frown, "That's

hung up, got into her car, and left without

had nothing to

...

Brandon and Tom were throwing punches, smashing several pieces of furniture in the

the fight was broken up. Both men ended up at the police

the police and went

defiant demeanor

the lawyer handled the paperwork, Damon stood off to the side, looking down

into a brawl and landing

would be the one to show up, he would've

smirked, repeating,

only lower his head,

returned. "Mr. Sumner, everything's been handled. He's free

toward the exit, not bothering to

rushed to catch up. "Uncle Damon, I'm sorry for

lost. I don't want to see you," Damon replied, throwing him a cold